Frontier Army Warrior

Lin Feng said this not because he had his brothers in mind.

Rather, he saw from this that it was not so easy to get the credit.

Not to mention the issues with border military policies, after all these layers of exploitation, there probably wouldn't be much left in his own hands.

As for the fertile land that was awarded.

If you go out now and look around, you will see unowned fields everywhere.

At that time, the authorities will allow you to allocate a few acres or more than ten acres of land at will, and they will file a record, and that will be all.

Look at the land in front of us, who would farm it?

Not to mention whether there was water or not, the Tartars were nearby, and before we could plant the crops, the people were gone.

Therefore, it would be more practical to use this blank check to win people's hearts.

For the next few days, Lingdouzi Village was safe and sound.

Although Lin Feng ordered several soldiers to dig traps in front of the trench and set tripwires in the weeds, there was no sign of any Tartars.

Lin Feng sent out Cui Yijiao and several other soldiers.

Each man was given a warhorse and sent out to patrol the surrounding area dozens of miles away.

Knowing that Lin Feng would share the credit with them, these soldiers were like inflated balls, and they all mounted their horses in high spirits.

Wang Qian was taken care of by his wife, and his injuries gradually improved.

He took the opportunity to use his horse to carry food, a few sheepskin mattresses, clothes and other items and returned to his home in Lingdouzi Village.

Lingdouzi Village is seven or eight miles away from the beacon tower, and a group of low thatched houses can be seen from a distance.

In this area, Lingdouzi, Shaqu, Talibao and other villages are the poorest.

This is also the reason why the Tatars rarely come to this place.

Lin Feng led his warhorse and slowly approached the village.

Although it was his first time to visit this place, it was very familiar in his memory.

Under a yellow mud wall in front of the village, an old man was huddled in the corner basking in the sun.

Seeing Lin Feng coming over, he stared at him with cloudy eyes.

"Fengzi, I'm back."

"Yeah, you're basking in the sun."

Lin Feng knew that he should call him grandpa, but he couldn't bring himself to say it, so he could only speak vaguely.

The village was very quiet, without the usual sounds of dogs barking and chickens crowing.

Without even humans to eat, these creatures might have been sacrificed long ago.

There are broken walls, dead branches and withered grass, and there is no life at all.

Following his memory, Lin Feng walked through a small path and came to a dilapidated courtyard gate.

This is my home, where I have a disabled father and an underage sister.

He took a deep breath in front of the door, led his warhorse and walked into the house.

There was an old man sitting on the ground in the yard, pulling the wild vegetables that were drying in the sun with one hand.

Lin Shou squatted aside and watched.

"Brother is back!"

Lin Shou cried out in surprise and rushed over to hug Lin Feng.

The old man was Lin Feng’s father, Lin Mao, who used to be a frontier archer.

Once he fell from a running warhorse and broke a leg and an arm.

With the medical technology at that time, he became a disabled soldier.

There is no pension subsidy.

Seeing Lin Feng bringing back so many spoils, Lin Mao frowned and scolded him.

"Fengzi, we dare not do anything that goes against our conscience. Suffering a loss is a blessing, not a curse..."

Lin Feng ignored his father. From his memory, he knew that it was because of his father's teachings that Lin Feng became such a coward.

Lin Shou jumped up and down in cheers because Lin Feng brought back a lot of meat.

Move all the food and daily necessities into the house and tie up the war horses.

Lin Fengcai walked up to Lin Mao, squatted down, picked up his broken arm and observed it.

"Don't look at it anymore, it's already useless."

Lin Mao didn't care.

Lin Feng had some experience with injuries in his previous life, so he pinched his father's broken bones with his hands.

Nod.

Indeed, the bones inside were broken and could not be reconnected at all.

The same goes for a broken leg, a comminuted fracture.

Even if Lin Feng was there at the time, he would not be able to save his father from becoming disabled.

The father and son looked at each other in silence.

Although Lin Shou is young, he is already able to take care of the chores at home.

Seeing the father and son sitting in the yard, she got up and started to light a fire and cook.

Soon, a plate of stir-fried meat with wild vegetables and rice porridge was served on the small wooden table next to the father and son.

Lin Feng finally got rid of the embarrassment and looked at the fragrant food, unable to help but admire it.

"With this skill, my little sister will definitely marry into a good family."

"I won't marry. I'll just stay at home and take care of my father and brother."

"Hey, this little mouth is so sweet."

Lin Mao was still very skilled in his hands and feet, so he moved to the table and looked at the steaming food.

"Fengzi, are these things clean?"

Lin Feng was speechless. How could there be such a pedantic person? He was almost starving to death, but still insisted on his bottom line.

"If Dad feels the food is unclean, he doesn't have to eat it."

Lin Feng took the chopsticks, picked up the meat and put it directly into his mouth, chewing it slowly.

Although lacking seasoning, this piece of meat has an excellent taste for people who drink porridge all day long.

Just as he was about to pick up the second chopstick, someone stepped in from the yard gate.

"Hey, let's eat meat. It smells so good."

A man in his forties, wearing a gray turban and a long robe, strode into the yard.

Behind the man were two young and strong men with broad shoulders and big waists. They crossed their arms and looked sideways at the family of three in front of them.

Lin Mao lowered his head and said nothing, while Lin Shou quickly walked into the house.

Only Lin Feng looked at the people in front of him in surprise.

The man said with a wry smile, "Since there's meat to eat, it makes me feel better just looking at it. I heard Fengzi is back, but I wonder how we're going to settle this account."

"What account?"

Lin Feng asked while chewing his food.

"Haha, your father's debt has been delayed for half a year. If he doesn't pay it back, the interest will be very high."

The middle-aged man shook the note in his hand.

Lin Feng glanced at his father and saw that he was silent with his head down, so he knew that this was true.

"How much do you owe?"

"Well, I owe you four ounces and eight cents of silver, including principal and interest."

Hearing him say this, Lin Mao's body trembled.

"Butler Lin, I only borrowed two hundred coins, how come it became four ounces and eight coins?"

Steward Lin sneered: "My Master Mao, don't you lend money without interest?"

"But it's only been over half a year, how can the interest be so high?"

"This is because of Mr. Mao's consideration. I reduced the charge by more than one tael of silver."

Lin Feng was no longer the same Lin Feng as before. He steadily picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth.

"Dad, who is this?"

"Your second uncle's housekeeper."

Of course Lin Feng knew that this Lin Feng had an uncle named Lin Tong, whose family had money, land and food.

But ever since Lin Mao became disabled, they have rarely been in contact.

So later when we met in the village, we pretended not to know each other.

"Oh, when did you borrow the money? How come I didn't know about it?"

Lin Mao whispered, "When your mother died, the cost of her burial."

Lin Feng nodded. His mother gave them the remaining wild vegetable dumplings because there was no food at home.

He died of hunger and cold on a cold night.

Lin Feng also felt that the interest rate was a bit high, one tael of silver was equivalent to one thousand coins.

My father only borrowed two hundred coins, but it increased more than twenty times in just half a year.

"My mother passed away, and as her uncle, he should give a few taels of silver, right?"

Butler Lin chuckled.

"Uncle Mao, Fengzi has become successful now. I heard he even became a sergeant. However, we are giving you face and calling you Uncle Mao. If you don't pay back the money, no one will know where you came from."